When the depths of darkness cloaks the light. Unanswered questions never sound right. Repression quells the spirit seeker. With essence of the mild and meeker. Love these kind of writes Caleb. Peace. :)

cont'd thank you, it truly means so much to me, what you say about my poems-- I don't write as much these days, so getting comments such as yours is very heartening. And no, I am not offended at all-- I also find it humorous/freaky/crazy, how it happened, stepping on 2 lizards, heck-- maybe it happens to everybody??? Thank you for trying to make me feel better, saying it was an accident, maybe there's a lizard heaven. I;m just banned from it, oh shucks!!

This was your first sonnet ever? Way to go for you! I am meter deaf and sonnet writing is just so hard for me, but as I read this, I just found this to be so good, for me it flowed so well, and I really enjoyed reading it-- and you really were able to share here with us the perspective and heart of a hunter... it sure was intriguing to see this crown of sonnets get formed- I tried writing for the 5th stanza, put in a huntress as a twist, but I deleted it, I just didn't feel it was good enough. thank you for passing by my poems & shucks, you faved both?

Awesome poem. I can so feel you in this piece. I feel the hunt and the hunter and you described it so well- expressed it so articulately. Well done; whisking this off to me "faves". Fantastic poem and kudos :)